A piece of paper

Chapter 131
Nothing comes faster than bad news.

After lunch the next day, Xian Jin hadn't left the table yet, when he saw Guanshi Dong running in hastily from the Chaoshou verandah, his expression was normal, and his steps were obviously more hurried than before.

Xian Jin wiped the corner of his mouth and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Steward Dong glanced at Chen Fu, who was picking his teeth with his mouth wide open—you can't tell this plague god all these heavy weights, he would overthrow the ancestral hall!
Then prepare to whisper with Xianjin.

Chen Fu glared high, "What are you whispering!"

Xian Jin smiled at Dong Guanshi, "Just tell me." He glanced at Chen Fu, "Is it about the fifth master? Or is someone here?"

Director Dong couldn't help but be surprised, "How did you know?"

Xian Jin laughed and said, "The fifth master came here the day before yesterday, so he knew that he was not a good person—I am the only one in Jing County, except that half of the property rights have been transferred up, and it has almost been out of the control of Xuancheng. The fifth master is in charge of three shops. He doesn't panic?"

Xian Jin took another look at Chen Jianfang who was drinking porridge in a cold manner, "Even if he doesn't panic, now that our baby Erlang has no books and caused himself a whole lot of trouble, the old lady didn't commit suicide herself today, so let's count her as an old man." Take care of it."

Chen Fu laughed "Chi".

Chen Jianfang put down the bowl helplessly, "Sister Jin"

Xian Jin surrendered with both hands, "Okay, I was wrong, I was wrong." Turning around, he asked Guanshi Dong, "What is it?"

Director Dong cleared his throat, ". Now there is a accountant surnamed Lu at the gate of the old house, who claims to be from Xuancheng. I am afraid that we have many shops and business, and the existing manpower is insufficient. The old lady specially sent him here. Yes, and a letter from the old lady."

Expected.

Xian Jin nodded calmly, "Then please bring him in."

Chen Jian raised his eyes expressionlessly.

Director Dong hasn't left yet, which means there's still something to talk about.

Xian Jin nodded and made a "please" gesture. The bad news is that you have to listen to it all at once before you feel comfortable.

"In addition, Xuancheng also sent two mule carts to pick Erlang back, saying that he hired an excellent teacher for Erlang." Director Dong simply closed his eyes and finished the bad thing, "And our Miss Qiao's daily necessities , Monthly regulations were also taken from Xuancheng, and it was charged to the girl of the Chen family, five taels of silver a month."

As he spoke, he handed four more bank notes to Chen Fu, "Xuancheng will not go back to his hometown for the New Year this year. This is the New Year's fee from the old lady. I hope you will entertain the people in the shop to have a good time."

Chen Fu took the bank note, his complexion was gloomy, and he laughed after a while, "200 taels? Le Yile? Old Dong, are you going back to Xuancheng for the Chinese New Year?"

Dong Guanshi's throat was dry, "I'm going back, my old wife, third son and young grandson are still waiting for me to go back to post Spring Festival couplets."

Chen Fu clutched the bank note unconsciously, and nodded lightly, "Yes, who doesn't go home during the Chinese New Year? Li Sanshun wants to go back to the village, and the Zheng family brothers also want to go back to their hometown. On Tuesday morning, the dog asked for leave and said he would go back to his hometown to meet and propose marriage. Don’t go home for the New Year? Everyone has to leave—who am I going to enjoy with these 200 taels?”

In the end, Chen Fu's words were so light that they almost fell into the dust.

Xian Jin took the bank note from Chen Fu's hand, and handed it to Steward Dong with a smile, "Wait a minute, please take the 200 taels to Xiaocao Village to renew next year's allocation, which just solves our urgent need! "

Xian Jin turned his head to look at Hope Star again.

I saw that Chen Jian's face turned cold, and his whole body exuded a cold aura that had never been seen before.

"That man, Xian Jin, you can handle it yourself." Chen Jianfang said softly, "As for the two mule carts, let them go home, and let the driver bring a message to grandma, just say that my article has troubled Cui Xiancheng to correct it. , if there are no accidents, next year this article will be sent to Nanzhili as a residence newspaper under the names of me and Cui Xiancheng."

It means that the thesis is still being written, maybe it can be published as a top journal, so don't transfer to the laboratory at this time, so as not to shake the morale of the army.

Xian Jin lowered his eyes and smiled, and when he raised his eyes again, he calmly and gently nodded to Guanshi Dong.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a short stature, sunken cheeks, hunchback and shrugging shoulders came in, with a big bag in each hand, he seemed to be fully prepared to stay, when he saw Chen sitting quietly at the head Fu, he shook off the burden, and went up to meet him, "Mr. Sanlang! I hugged you when you were young! I am the youngest uncle of the third aunt's house next door to your fifth wife. In terms of kinship, you have to be called I call uncle!"

Uncle. Uncle is outrageous!
Chen Fu couldn't even hide: Where did the country bumpkin come from!His powder blue gown was dirty!

Chen Fu shrank back with hands and feet, and then looked at Xian Jin begging for help.

Xian Jin greeted with a smile, "Will you come down from the third master first?" His tone was calm, "In our 'Chen Ji' shop, when we do business, we only recognize the relationship of position, not the relationship of kinship. It's me, didn't I call the third master on a daily basis, didn't I also call him daddy?"

The sunken middle-aged man turned his head, saw that it was Xian Jin, and said "tsk" in a sharp voice, "You really want to be called dad, are you!? Are you worthy? Can you?! Who knows where you are? The wild species that came?"

Chen Jianfang clenched his back molars and was about to speak when he heard Chen Fu's face flushed with anger, "Shut up! If she admits to calling me dad, I'll go to Chongqing Temple to burn it right away." Touxiang! Where did uncle come from! Get off me! Don't jump on me!"

Chen Fu swept the sunken middle-aged man down like a rat.

Xian Jin never got angry.

After a year, she has matured, unlike at that time, she had to use violence to solve the problem.

Now to solve the problem, she generally uses power.

"Deduct a tael of silver." Xian Jin pointed at the sunken middle-aged man with a smile, "You are sent by the master to be the accountant, and I am the person in charge of Jing County. It is disrespectful for you to come here. According to our shop According to the rules, if you say a bad word, you will be deducted a tael of silver."

"Hey! You are raised by a bitch!" The sunken middle-aged man pointed at Xian Jin.

Xian Jin stretched out two fingers calmly, "Two liang."

"How dare you! I'm your fifth grandpa's uncle!"

"Three taels." Xian Jin shook his head with a smile, "Are you still talking? Why don't you pay an annual fee with me, we will work for free for a year, and I won't give you a monthly salary when you do things—when do you want to scold people?" , you can swear whenever you want, and when you are tired of swearing, I will bring you tea and water to moisten your throat."

The sunken middle-aged man stared at Xian Jin dumbfounded.

This... How is this different from what he thought!

Didn't he come from the imperial envoy?

Why scold someone and deduct money!
The sunken middle-aged man looked around, and saw that cheap nephew was cherishing the Mosuo fabric, that handsome boy was looking at him coldly, and even the old man who brought him in was indifferent Not to mention the fat girl standing behind this dead girl, and the tall cheekbones woman standing beside the fat girl, the eyes of these two girls are as poisonous as swords!

"I am writing a book with the fifth master right now!" The sunken middle-aged man scratched his neck and groaned.

Xian Jin was still smiling, "You write, as long as you send it out, I will lose."

(End of this chapter)